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Thursday, January 17, 2019

Caroline Clemmons Latest Release

Through a crazy twist
of fate, Caroline Clemmons was not
born on a Texas ranch. To compensate for this illogical error, she writes about
handsome cowboys, feisty ranch women, and scheming villains in a small office
her family calls her pink cave. She and her Hero live in North Central Texas
cowboy country where they ride herd on their rescued cats and dogs. The books
she creates there have made her an Amazon bestselling author and won several
awards.

Beverley:Which genre or
genres do you write or prefer to write? And why?

Caroline:Most of my books are western historical romances. I
love history, especially post Civil War 19th century American
history. I love the Southwest.

I’ve also written contemporary romance, time travel, a
cozy mystery, and a traditional mystery. I love to read all of those and wanted
to write what I enjoy reading. The only other things I read are women’s fiction
and Regency. I might get around to writing those eventually.

Beverley:
Who influenced you
the most in deciding to become a writer?

Caroline: My father was a big influence. He taught me that one
could write about anything by using imagination. I had an excellent journalism
teacher who inspired me. Strangely enough, it was my mother-in-law who
suggested I write novels. I used to write pages and pages in weekly letters to
my family members. My mother-in-law said that the vignettes I wrote about our
life were like reading a book. She brought me a large grocery bag of romance
books to read. I got hooked on romance books and decided to write one.

Beverley:
What gets your
creative juices flowing?

Caroline: Sitting at my computer snaps me into writing mode. I
don’t enjoy using my laptop although I do when we travel. I like my little pink
office and my computer set up. A lot of my favorite things are here. Ideas come
from everywhere.

Beverley:
Do you have a
favorite cartoon character? Why?

Caroline: I don’t now but I did as a child. I loved Bugs Bunny
and pestered my dad to read me the Bugs Bunny cartoon in the evening paper
every day while my mom finished supper. Dad taught me to read very early, and I
say it was because he got tired of reading Bugs Bunny. Actually, it was because
he thought education was valuable and didn’t think the school taught me enough.

Caroline: Queen Elizabeth II because she fascinates me. She is
really quite an admirable person.

Beverley:
If you had an
unexpected free day what would you do with it?

Caroline:Read, of
course. I’d love to read without feeling guilty for reading instead of writing
or cleaning house.

Beverley:
What are you working
on now?

Caroline: I’m actually working on two things, unusual for me.
One is a novella in the Kincaid series, MONK’S BRIDE. The other is book two in
the Pearson Grove series. Both are set in Texas.

Blurb for Garnet

Garnet is a sweet historical western in the Widows of
Wildcat Ridge Series.

Garnet Chandler is fighting to hold onto her café, her
niece and nephew, and her sanity after the deaths of her husband, his brother,
and his sister-in-law. A persistent prowler and the threat of losing custody of
her niece and nephew spur her to action. She doesn’t need another man, but she needs a husband long enough to convince
the children’s grandparents she can offer them a stable home.

Bounty hunter Adam
Bennett was ready to settle down when his friend was killed by a horse thief.
He set out to capture the man who had also killed a guard when escaping prison.
Adam must have let down his defenses because the man he followed and two
cohorts waylaid Adam, beating him and stealing all his possessions before
kicking him down a steep ravine. Adam is determined to capture the three as
soon as he heals from their encounter.

Garnet and Adam join
forces to achieve both their goals but will that be enough?

Excerpt from Garnet

A loud rap at the
back door startled her. She kept the curtains closed unless they were serving
food and she couldn’t see who had knocked.

Joey grabbed his
stick. “Don’t answer it. Might be the robber there.”

She wiped her hands
on her apron. “Or a friend who needs something.” Joey didn’t know the Colt was
in her apron pocket. After taking a deep, bracing breath, she opened the door.

The dirtiest man
she’d ever seen stood there. His beard was as dirty as his clothes. Fresh cuts
showed through the mud on his face. He was tall and broad-shouldered but looked
as if he could barely stand.

“Ma’am, my name is
Adam Bennett. Please don’t be put off by my appearance. I was robbed up the
mountain a ways and lost all my gear. I’m mighty hungry. If you need anything
done, I like to work for a meal.”

Joey was by her side.
“He isn’t the one from last night.” All the same, her nephew kept his pick
handle in his hand.

“We’re the Chandlers.
Come in and sit down. Wait, wash your hands and face at the sink first. You
can’t handle food while you’re that filthy.”

While the man washed
his hands, she filled a plate from leftovers and poured a cup of coffee. “Joey,
please get my medicine box from upstairs.”

He leaned close. “I
don’t think I should leave you alone while he’s here.”

Joey took being man
of the family seriously. “Oh, all right. Hyacinth, would you get the medicine
box for me?”

“How come he doesn’t
have to and I do?” Usually sweet, Hyacinth was a bit spoiled and definitely
jealous of her brother.”

“Because Mr. Bennett
is injured and needs our help. Please hurry.”

Her niece stomped up
the stairs while muttering under her breath, her golden curls bouncing with
each step.

When Garnet glanced
at the man, she saw he’d wolfed down his food. “I’ll get you more. How long
since you’ve eaten?”

“Not sure how long I
was in and out of consciousness up there. They attacked me on Saturday. What
day is this?”

“Monday. No wonder
you’re hungry.” She set another plate of food in front of him and refilled his
cup.